This man hates mashed potatoes
Summary
An Irishman who hates mashed potatoes boards the subway with a controversial opinion. This passenger despises the dish, arguing that potatoes reach their full potential as fries, not mush. Kareem defends mashed potatoes as underrated outside Thanksgiving. But the rider isn't budging. He's dating a Filipino woman whose family assumes all he wants is mashed potatoes, probably because they think he's Irish. The twist? His ancestors were kicked out of Ireland during the potato famine. He's over it. The conversation becomes a hilariously weird meditation on cultural stereotypes, carb preparation methods, and generational trauma over tubers.
Full Transcript
So what's your take? I hate mashed potatoes. 100% disagree. Mashed potatoes fire.
No, no, no, no, no, no. You're taking something that can have all sorts of textures and flavors, and you're making it a single note. Potatoes don't have complexity? Yes, they do. With the right amount of oil, the right temperature, they turn into fries. And is there anything better than fries? No. I think fries are better than mashed potatoes. But mashed potatoes, mashed potatoes are good. And in fact, I think the mashed potatoes are underrated because they're only really eaten around Thanksgiving.
I disagree. And I'll tell you why. I'm dating a Filipino, her family assumes—here we go—dating ail—that all I want to eat is mashed potatoes. They probably think you're Irish.
I was kicked out of that country. My ancestors, a very long time ago. An Irishman that doesn't like mashed potatoes? Good God! I thought I'm hip to the 21st century. Things have changed. I thought I'd seen it all. The reason I'm here is because there was a famine involving mashed potatoes, and I'm—I'm over it.